The Enticing CEO’s Chosen Bride

Chapter 1007

He was decked out in a high-end black suit, oozing an air of elegance. He stopped at the door, his deep gaze cooling sweeping over everyone in the room, finally landing on Casey who was nearest to him.

His gaze was icy and deep, like frost on a winter’s morning, causing Casey to startle, almost losing his footing.

Someone casually strolled past him, and when Casey looked again, it was just the nobody from before.

“Mr. Harper, what brings you here?”

Nate closed the door behind him, whispering something to Damon who then gave a nod of approval.

“You’re Miles?”

“Yes.” Miles responded confidently, glancing towards the dressing room and whispered, “Ms. Summers is trying on dresses in there.”

With a nonchalant “Hmm”, Damon started heading towards the dressing room.

Casey was left staring at Damon’s retreating figure, his powerful aura sending chills down his spine.

Who was this guy? Why was his aura so strong?

“Casey, quit daydreaming and come help Beverly with her styling.”

“Oh… right.”

The thought of interacting with Jacob filled him with excitement.

Chloe pushed the door of the dressing room open only to find Damon’s familiar figure standing there.

“What are you…”

slid over her. The red and champagne colors of her

he saw her, he was taken aback by her beauty. His gazes were intense yet shone brightly, as he slowly closed the distance and pulled her into his

managed to outshine

strong, his demeanor noble, yet in front of Chloe, he showed

appeared delicate. Together, they painted a picture so captivating,

shocked expression on her face. She had been cautious in her service to Chloe, trying to make everything perfect, not daring to be negligent.

who her fiance was. During her low-profile stay in P City, everyone who knew her

was this her fiance?

they had guessed it might be a nouveau riche or an ordinary man. Marrying

more powerful and capable than themselves, overshadowing them everywhere they went, no

beautiful, wealthy, intelligent, and the CEO of a company. Who dared to marry such a powerful and outstanding woman? Who

didn’t seem like

shade of red, “I was

you company.”

deep voice lingered in the air, making it seem as

pick a

his suit, adjusting his

you look good in

“So do you.”

them left the onlookers at

picked out a pure w hite suit for him. When Damon entered the dressing room, everyone gathered around the door, eyes glued to the closed door of the dressing

the front, hands clasped together, also anticipating the moment Damon would open

suits, always exuding such a stable and mature demeanor. When he

wh ite shirt, and he

lips pressed together tightly, her hands clasped in

to drag on,

out for Mr. Harper. To be honest, having been by Mr. Harper’s side for so many years, he had seen him in a